The wind and snow were raging, and the dumb doctor boiled the medicine in the courtyard for a night, and when the medicine was completed, he had already become a snowman, and he had no time to brush away the wind and snow all over his body, so he hurriedly entered the inner room with the medicine.

Grabbing medicine, decocting medicine, Shuyi connived at the dumb doctor to do it himself, feeding the medicine alone, and it was impossible for Shuyi to borrow people's hands anymore.

Taking the medicine bowl from the dumb doctor's hand, he tasted it himself first, and then gently spooned a spoonful and fed it to the painting heart.

Huaxin was in a coma for several days, completely unconscious, and Shuyi fed her spoonful, and she spit out. Shuyi had no choice but to take the medicine in his mouth, and then leaned over to feed her, lips and teeth were close to each other, and the water and milk were blended.

The dumb doctor stood aside, his eyebrows lowered, unwilling to look, but unwilling to leave.

"When will the princess wake up?" After feeding the medicine, Shuyi put the medicine bowl aside and gently wiped the medicine stains on his lips for Huaxin.

After waiting for a while, when no one answered him, he remembered that he had asked a mute question.

He looked up and met the dumb doctor before he spoke, "Can you hear this king?"

The dumb doctor nodded.

"The princess, she ......"

Before Shuyi finished speaking, He Guang Tongchen had already turned around and took a pen and paper from the table, and wrote two words in a quick manner: Tonight.

Seeing that the words were at ease, Shuyi's face softened a lot, and then turned his head to look at Huaxin, and said coldly, "Then you go out first, what do you need, even if you are instructed, this king will satisfy you." And this king has only one requirement for you, and he will do his best for the princess's illness. ”

There was silence behind him for a moment, and then there was the sound of doors and windows opening and closing, Shuyi couldn't help but glance back, and felt that the back of the dumb doctor was very familiar.

The dumb doctor looked at him who was already over half a hundred years old, although he was lying down, but if he stood up straight, his body was ...... It's like a certain person, just as thin and long.

Why did this man come?

What is he trying to do?

The more Shu Yi thought about it, the deeper the doubts in his heart, the rumored dumb doctor was a medical idiot, but this person was clearly not crazy or stupid, and he was so calm that he did not reveal half of his emotions, but it seemed to be deliberately covering up.

However, the dumb doctor's medical skills lived up to his name, and he was never disappointed.

It was night, when the painting heart woke up slowly, he was lying on the happy bed without a heart, the red bed curtain, and a pair of double happiness candles carved with dragons and phoenixes were burning on the table.

Shuyi was extremely tired, leaning on the bed sill and napping, his face was tired, as if he had been guarding her for a long time, and when he saw him, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

The night was silent, the wind and snow were still raging, and in the obscurant candlelight, through the window, the smell of herbs wafted in.

At that time, in Qinglou, she would smell it every day.

Could it be him?

Huaxin almost forgot his original intention of leaving Heguang Tongchen, and couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart at all, and couldn't suppress the urge to see him, I don't know where the strength came from, I sat up with both hands on the bed board, lifted the red brocade quilt, and ran out of the door barefoot.

Shuyi woke up in the huge movement caused by the painting, and saw her running into the snow barefoot in thin obscene clothes, and immediately ran out with her.

"Dust—"

Huaxin looked at the dumb doctor who had fallen into a snowman in the snow, the action of shaking the fan and smelling the medicine made her so familiar, she couldn't help but scream, the dumb doctor's hand stiffened, and she almost wanted to turn back to respond to her, but she held back.

"Why do you want to decoct medicine in the snow, isn't it cold?" Huaxin ran to him regardless of it, and reached out to brush his body full of wind and snow in distress, brushing off his plain white crown, only to see the long silver hair pouring down.